A Chinese Martial Artist in World of Warcraft
Chapter 391

Brigitte

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A corner of the recruit training grounds in the northern valley of Tyr's Hand.

Coming of age is a very important event for anyone in this world.

This signifies that you have reached adulthood. From now on, you are no longer a child, you are recognized by your community, you can marry, you can have your own career.

For noblewomen, there would be a grand coming-of-age ball, where they would begin their first formal interactions with other men and women of the same age. Therefore, this ball was often a stage for nobles to meet, socialize, and form friendships.

But Brigitte hid.

Today is her coming-of-age ceremony, and this ball is for her. More than a hundred nobles have gathered, including more than twenty of her peers. Almost all the high-ranking members of Tyr's Hand are present.

This was certainly due to her father, General Abbendis's, status and position, and also because she herself was exceptionally outstanding. Not to mention Tyr's Hand, almost every unmarried adult noble in Lordaeron considered her one of the best suitors.

But she wasn't interested.

Unlike ordinary noble girls, although she was not yet an adult, she had already joined the Order of the Silver Hand and become a Paladin, and was even granted the title of "mid-rank Paladin ".

At her age, this honor is in no way inferior to that of Sally Whitemane. Throughout Lordaeron, there is probably no noblewoman of the same age who is more outstanding than her.

Outstanding people often have high aspirations and high standards, and her standards were already high enough, especially after that marquis suddenly appeared in the world, her standards became even higher.

Every unmarried woman dreams of marrying a young and handsome man like Marquis Nicholas. In the more than two thousand years since the founding of Lordaeron, such a figure has never appeared before, so it is normal for so many people to admire him.

Of course, ordinary people can't even see her, let alone reach her, but for someone at her level, it's still something to look forward to.

Compared to Marquis Nicholas, those well-dressed, slick-haired young nobles were far inferior.

Brigitte is a Paladin has seen the flames of war and killed dozens of Undead. She was granted the title of " Paladin " after personally killing an Orcs Warrior. The Holy Light witnessed her glory, so it is certainly not those delicate nobles who have never even been on the battlefield who could win her heart.

"What kind of person is Marquis Nicholas?"

Brigitte had never met the Marquis, only heard about him from her father, so she was very curious. Young girls often fantasize about what kind of person they will marry, filled with longing, and this young Marquis, whom she had never met, fulfilled all of her dreams.

"May the Holy Light grant my wish... Although I can never marry him, no one can compete with Her Majesty the Queen and Ashbringer, at least let me have the chance to see him, even if it's just a glimpse from afar..."

Brigitte always prays and meditates with her eyes closed, as it makes it easier to see the Holy Light in the endless darkness.

Then she saw the light.

The dazzling light shone through her thin eyelids, allowing her to perceive the presence of light. It was not only bright, but even somewhat blinding.

"If it weren't for the blessing of the Holy Light... where would the light come from?"

Brigitte was a little confused, so she opened her eyes.

Then she saw two people.

With just one glance, she was certain that the man was the Marquis Nicholas she had just been fantasizing about.

Although she had never seen him, he was the only one in the world who could hold the Ashbringer in his arms.

Marquis Nicholas had a pair of golden-white wings on his back, the light emanating from them illuminating the two of them, making them look as holy as angels, as if the Holy Light was blessing and watching over them.

Brigitte was overjoyed, but quickly lowered her head, feeling ashamed.

Compared to Ashbringer, she was still far inferior.

Before the Ashbringer, all women pale in comparison. She was so beautiful, possessing all the best qualities of both humans and High Elf; she and Marquis Nicholas were truly a match made in heaven.

"What should I say to him?" Brigitte wondered.

She didn't know how to begin, and for a moment she froze, until a cold voice rang out. "Are you Brigitte? Where is your father? Take us to him, he's in danger!"

"Father is there!"

Brigitte pointed towards a brightly lit house in the distance, her face flushed with anxiety. " Nicholas... Marquis, is what you're saying true? Lord Valdelmar really is the Dreadlord?"

"I'm eighty percent sure." Jiang Jie retracted his golden-white wings, gently landed with Fenna in his arms, and ordered Xiao Feng to activate the game pod, increase the power to perform a cone scan, extend it for one kilometer, and directly penetrate the houses in the distance, quickly obtaining the answer he wanted.

"Now, I'm one hundred percent certain!" Jiang Jie sneered, then looked at the young female knight and said, "Miss Brigitte, there are at least fifty demons in that room, including Succubus, Felguard, and even Dread Demon! Many nobles are long dead, replaced by demons! It seems they really intend to make their move tonight. After tonight, Tyr's Hand will become demon territory!"

"Ah! My father!" Brigitte exclaimed. Dressed in an evening gown, her figure was beautifully accentuated. Even Jiang Jie's gaze lingered on her twin peaks for two seconds before he felt a Eviscerate pain in his waist. He regretted that he shouldn't have taught Fenna about acupoints so thoroughly these past few days, as she had found the painful acupoint so accurately.

You're so smart

I'm in big trouble from now on.

"Don't worry, Miss Brigitte, your father is alright." Jiang Jie, enduring the pain, looked away, not daring to look at Brigitte, but instead focusing on the houses in the distance. "I will rescue your father. Stay here; that place is about to become a battlefield, it's very dangerous."

"No! I'm Paladin too! I can fight! I've killed dozens of Undead and beheaded seven Orcs! One of them was an Shaman Orcs!" Brigitte clenched her fists, her face flushed. "I want to fight alongside you! My father is inside; I can't abandon him!"

"Demons are not Undead or Orcs. Ten Orcs soldiers can't defeat a single Felguard, Brigitte. A noblewoman like you should be hiding in a safe place praying to the Holy Light. The battlefield is not for you." Fenna reached out, Ashbringer appeared. The scorching heat of the Holy Fire forced Brigitte to retreat.

She looked at Jiang Jie, her voice soft and warm. "Darling, how should we fight?"

"Charge in and fight!" Jiang Jie laughed. " The Dreadlord's mental perception is very strong. As soon as he detects us, he'll realize we've been exposed, so Cheap Shot is pointless. You charge in directly, forcing him to reveal himself. I'll attack and blockade him from the sky. This time, we absolutely cannot let him escape again!"

"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Fenna said decisively, glancing at Brigitte out of the corner of her eye before rushing over.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Jie's gaze lingered on Fenna's dress, then he shook his head and said, "Wearing this outfit isn't suitable for combat... Miss Brigitte, take Fenna somewhere to change. And you, even if you want to fight, you can't go empty-handed, can you? Put on your armor, pick up your weapon, I'll be waiting for you here!"

Brigitte's room wasn't far from here, and the two girls quickly changed their clothes and returned. Jiang Jie's eyes lit up.

Fenna goes without saying, and Brigitte's figure is also absolutely stunning. Women in this world develop earlier; by 18, they are fully grown and mature, at their most beautiful age, like flowers blooming in the sun.

Brigitte, dressed in full military attire, naturally possessed specially designed armor due to her noble status. She was favored by the Holy Light, and if she weren't in front of Fenna, she would undoubtedly be the focus of everyone's attention, radiant and dazzling.

Jiang Jie sensed two sharp, murderous gazes, so he subtly shifted his gaze to the brightly lit area in the distance, then flapped his wings and took to the sky. "Let's go, the battle... has begun!"

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